Paul and Morris were Bruce’s closest friends, both born into old money in Coralbridge. Paul was always polite to Rebecca, giving her a quiet nod whenever they met. Morris was the opposite. He barely looked at her, rolling his eyes like she was a nuisance he couldn’t be bothered with.
Rebecca had heard Morris talking smack about her more than once. Back when she and Bruce first got together, he told anyone who would listen that she was just out to climb the social ladder, that she was using Bruce. He’d even called her a desperate hanger-on, saying Bruce only kept her around because she knew how to beg for attention. Later, after college, when she turned down grad school to start a company with Bruce, Morris had pulled Bruce aside. He’d warned him not to give her any real power, said if Bruce wasn’t careful, she’d end up running off with everything he had.
Rebecca never knew if Bruce actually listened to Morris, but looking back, she realized Morris kind of got his way. She spent five years at NovaStack Cloud, but never got a real say in anything. No shares, no authority. She worked herself ragged, but because her title was so low and Bruce never really had her back, people just took credit for her work. They’d brag about things she’d done like it was their idea in the first place.
Before, she didn’t care. She’d always figured the company belonged to Bruce, and Bruce belonged to her, so what did it matter whose name was on what? In the end, it all ended up in the same place. Now, though, she still didn’t care. She didn’t even want Bruce anymore, so why would she care about his company or his friends?
She didn’t bother greeting Paul or Morris as she walked past, slipping around Paul’s right side and stepping into the elevator. She never said a word.
Paul frowned, watching her go. Something was different about Rebecca. Maybe she and Bruce were fighting again.
Morris made a face, letting out a cold little laugh. “Just wait. Give it a couple days and she’ll be back, begging Bruce to forgive her. She always comes crawling back.”
The two of them headed for the exit, and ran right into Bruce, who had just parked his car out front. Morris let out a low whistle. “Well, look who it is.”
Bruce adjusted his tie, eyeing them. “Badmouthing about me again?”
Morris smirked. “Just your little tagalong girlfriend.”
Paul immediately kicked him in the shin. “Shut up, man.”
Then he turned to Bruce, who was looking annoyed. “We just saw Rebecca. What’s she doing here at the hospital?”
Morris, still rubbing his leg, jumped in with a dramatic gasp. “Wait, do you think she’s pregnant and hiding it from you? Maybe she wants to have the baby in secret or something.”


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